Chapter 438： Retreat

On the battlefield of chaotic situation, some important signals and commands are often transmitted with horns.

Listening to the sound of the horn from the distance, Zhang Wei, who is commanding the defending forces of Baihe City and the barbarian army outside the city, is calm and calm.

As a general who focuses on strategy.

Knowing the characteristics of each unit, and the role and play on the battlefield are their basic homework.

On the battlefield, it is impossible for the cavalry to stay in one place and fight for a long time with the enemy.

After a round of assault, it will definitely leave the battlefield temporarily.

However, the horn of the cavalry, which was temporarily evacuated, became a signal that Zhang slightly launched a counterattack.

Luo Cheng’s round of assaults was quite beautiful, greatly encouraging the morale of the defending forces.

Zhang slightly looked at the opportunity and decisively pulled the morale again, so that the morale of the troops under his arm reached the point of 'the momentum is like a rainbow'.

Without the suppression of the ice bear warrior and the mammoth, the ordinary barbarian warriors can hardly compete with them even if they occupy the number advantage!

The combination of the knife shield and the spearmen instantly killed the barbarians who were blocked at the gate of the city.

For a time, this whole situation is actually a trend that has to be turned over.

In the face of such a situation, the rear Hill is cold.

After helping the mammoth like Huck to check the wound, he decisively drove it to the battlefield of the White River City defending troops.

How terrible is the mammoth's lethality in the face of ordinary soldiers?

Just being close is enough to give people a strong sense of oppression.

With a proboscis, the horrible forces forced the first batch of soldiers to fly out on the spot.

Then the idea of ​​chasing flashed through Hill’s mind.

But when Yu Guangyu went to Huck’s big piece of hair that was soaked with blood.

Hill decisively dismissed the idea, and then spit out two words coldly...

"retreat!"

The barbarian army retreated, and Zhang did not continue to pursue.

The long-haired monster is deterrent to them.

The soldiers who had been beaten out before were still alive and dead and continued to pursue. It is not a good strategy.

In this way, a battle was temporarily withdrawn by the barbaric army and pulled down.

When Luo Chenggang entered the city and had not had time to resettle his subordinates, he was dragged to the combat conference room by Zhang Lu and Liu Meng on the grounds of discussing tactics.

Then the battle room door was closed, and Liu Meng, who had been strong all the way, collapsed in the position.

Seeing the bloodless Liu Meng, Luo Cheng suddenly reacted and changed his face...

"General Liu, are you injured?"

"Nothing, nothing..." Liu Meng waved his hand. "The doctor has already seen it and can't die."

"What exactly is going on?"

In the face of Luo Cheng's doubts, Zhang slightly smiled and explained the whole story of the whole thing.

After I finished speaking, I quickly asked one question, "General Luo Cheng, I don’t know if this time, can you send other reinforcements to your majesty?"

Luo Cheng’s eyes flashed a glimpse of the words, and the mammoth and the ice bear warrior also saw it.

The hard-working front, even with the 500 cavalry he brought, may not be able to compete with it.

This time, I can only say that it was a miraculous effect with the help of a blood-sucking gun.

It aroused the jealous heart of the barbarians and killed the other party.

However, the blood-sucking gun that was thrown out did not know whether it could be recovered.

At the same time, if the gang of gangs attacked again.

After experiencing this defeat, it will certainly be prepared. If you want to succeed easily, it is estimated to be hanging.

In this way, in order to be able to hold the White River City, they must need more reinforcements.

"The two generals should rest assured that the youngsters have already recruited the orc army along the way, and the time is calculated. At the latest tomorrow morning, they should be able to arrive at Baihe City."

Liu Meng, who heard this, was stunned and relaxed.

This can be safe.

As long as the orc army arrived, Baihe City had a lot of troops. At that time, it was indifferent if he was injured.

I have been so strong today, to be honest, it is more difficult than he expected.

Let him stay on for a few days, it really doesn't have to be eaten.

At the same time, in the northern forest after the night...

After helping Huck finish the wound, sitting next to the fire, Hill, is carefully looking at the bloodshot gun in his hand by the fire.

This was taken from Huck's wound.

After pulling out, Huck’s blood flow was not enough, so she had to consume a lot of herbs for Huck to stop bleeding.

The shocking wound made Hill raise his curiosity about the weapon.

This weapon is not light, and it is cold.

She also tried it for a while and found that its texture is also very hard.

But it is not made of animal bones, but the material is somewhat similar to a stone in their bitter cold.

The kind of stone can't be burned, and because it's too hard, it's hard to polish. According to their means, it can't be made into a weapon~www.novelhall.com~ So over time, those stones are used as scraps by their northern tribes. throw away.

When Hill had just become the leader of the winter tribe, it was obviously the idea of ​​playing those stones.

Unfortunately, it took a long time to toss and did not make a result.

Finally, I can only help but give up.

But she did not expect that she could see weapons of similar materials in the hands of southerners, and there are still many types...

Between the thoughts flying, Hill put down the bloodshot gun and picked up a bronze sword.

When the palm of her hand stroking the cold blade, she accidentally felt only a pain in her palm, and the sharp blade had already left a hole in her palm.

Blood flowed down the wound in her palm.

This injury is naturally not enough to make Hill feel scared, but it is her deep shock.

Weapons that have been polished with bones can't be sharpened to this point.

"How much did we grab a weapon like this?"

"About a few dozen."

Hearing Hill’s question, Harold, who was also drawing a bronze sword at the same time, threw the bronze sword to a subordinate.

The weight of this bronze sword is too light for him, or the bone hammer is full of energy.

"Harold, we seem to look down on the southerners."

Harold, who heard this, silenced for two seconds and then nodded. "Those southerners are much stronger than we expected."

After that, Harold looked up at Hill, who was in silence. "So, what do you think now?"

"Thoughts?" There was a glimpse of thought in Hill's eyes.

"Huck is injured. The ice bear warriors of your tribe seem to be not too small. Let's take a rest for two days."